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He rubs a hand over his cock. “I’m not used to anyone seeing us.”
“Don’t be shy. You’ve got a gorgeous cock.” I ease my hand over the front of his slacks. He’s ridiculously hard already. Nerves aren’t giving him stage fright.
He clamps a hand over mine, gripping his shaft harder, and narrows his gaze at me. He whispers, “I’m not sure about this photo shoot.”
A flash draws my attention to the photographer who’s turned to us. “That’s one hell of a hot pose.”
I bet it is. We’re side by side, our cocks tenting our pants, our heads turned to one another. I can’t wait to see the photo.
Madison’s window is dark. We must have missed her finishing. Until she gets back here, we might as well have some fun.
I say quietly, “They’re just pictures. We’ll delete any you don’t like.”
Turning sideways, I tuck my finger into Jayce’s belt. “What do you say?”
He nods.
I loosen Jayce’s belt, slide it from around his waist, and hand it to him. His jaw flexes. I unfasten his pants, only dropping the zipper part way.
He scowls at me. My balls tighten. He loves control, but he also likes being pushed.
The photographer continues working. When Madison enters, I motion for her to join us. “I think Jayce would feel better about this if you were by his side.”
She kisses each of us and stands on the other side of him. We’ve pretty much done every combination of us together, but Jayce is right. It’s different with a photographer. Perhaps it’s easier for me because I set it up, but he’s not shying away.
And Madison’s become quite the exhibitionist.
She drags a finger over the belt. “Getting started without me?”
Jayce wraps the leather around her ass, pulling her to straddle his leg best she can. “I saw you slide your fingers into your pussy.”
“Who me?” she teases.
Jayce loops the leather around her right wrist and uses the restraint to guide her fingers to his nose, then mine.
“What do you think, Elijah. Did she play with herself?”
“There’s one way to know for sure.” I put my hand over the belt, holding her fingers close so I can suck on them. Then I ease Madison off his leg and lean her against the chair.
Releasing his hand and the belt, I say, “Hold onto her. I’m going to be a while.”
The stress has left Jayce’s expression. The photographer moves around the room but we’re with each other and I suspect that’s what puts him at ease.
I drop to my knees, grab Madison’s thighs, shove them apart, and lap at her pussy which has grown sweeter with the pregnancy. I can’t see what’s going on above, but I can tell she’s angled her body a little sideways. I lift her leg over my shoulder to help.
Remembering that I had a task, I kiss my way over to her thigh, drawing a frustrated moan from her. “She definitely had her fingers in her pussy.”
Jayce huffs a laugh but is clearly distracted.
It’s not until I’ve made my assessment that her fingers bore the evidence of where they’d been that I look around her belly.
The belt around her neck almost makes me blow my load. It’s just looped, not tightened, but he’s holding both ends just above her breasts, pulling her in for a deep kiss. No wonder he sounded distracted.
With the two of them side by side, I snake a hand up to his cock and rub over his pants while I resume eating pussy.
I could spend the rest of eternity on my knees with them, but we only have three hours for the photo shoot.
First step, give Madison an orgasm. I add a finger inside of her, making it impossible for her to hold off. Her hand tangles in my hair. Her legs buckle, and I have to move my hand away from Jayce’s throbbing cock to hold her.
